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Monday, February 13, 2017

A Walk In Winter




In spring and summer and fall I don't have to look for beauty.  It surrounds me!  New life, greens and pinks and whites and reds and blues.  My winter view is totally different and I love it.  There are open skies because the trees have lost their leaves.  There is a nip to the air that makes me appreciate my warm and cozy house.  I don't take things for granted in the winter, and that makes me more aware of each day.




A walk in winter is a gift.  Often I am cold and the wind is blowing and things look a bit dreary.  The next day the sun shines through the branches and I notice the dried petals of the Oak Leaf Hydrangea.  If she can stand it outside then certainly I can.





"Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart.  She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger.  She calls her
family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth." - Hugh Macmillan

Monday, February 6, 2017

The Winter Garden




As we delve deeper into winter I spy this beauty outside my studio window.



The Oakleaf Hydrangea never fails me.  From one season to another it gives me beauty while reminding me of time passing. 




When I took this picture the sun was shining, the air cold (but not freezing) and all was right with the world.  Entering a new year, this beautiful plant reminds me that everything has its season and some are able to remain beautiful throughout all four seasons.

"January is the quietest month in the garden...but just because it looks quiet doesn't mean nothing is happening.  The soil, open to the sky, absorbs the pure rainfall, while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into usable nutrients for the next crop of plants.  The feasting earth worms tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it to welcome the seeds and bare roots to come." - Rosalie Muller Wright, editor of Sunset Magazine 1999


Monday, January 30, 2017

"Soaring"


This is a quiet time in the woods for our bird population.  All nested up or having flown to warmer climates it is rare to see many birds around. 



But some flit by once in awhile.  Because they are rarely seen they become even more precious to me.

A bird outlined in a deep blue winter sky, or sitting huddled on the branch of a tree. Definitely winter treasures to be sought.

"Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it goes on flying anyway". - Mary Kay Ash



Monday, January 23, 2017

Inspiration

                                                                                   

"Inspiration" - where does it come from?  What prompts us to look at something and think "YES"?


Some of my favorite sources of inspiration have come from "Somerset Studio" magazine. Looking at the most recent issue, which features the art of Janet Eskridge, has stirred both my heart and my imagination.


While she works in encaustics her use of words and found objects and story just 'zapped' something in me.  Each piece has a beautifully written story.  How can I transfer the feelings I have when looking at her work, into the work that I do?  Especially when they are so different in materials and craft.



"Inspiration" is a perfect word as I go into this new year.  Looking a bit beyond what I'm doing now -- to add to or subtract or substitute.  What wonders lie ahead?  What is your inspiration during these cold winter days and nights?

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty." - Maya Amgelou


Monday, January 9, 2017

Magic


What do you think when you hear the word "magic"?  For me the word conjures up good things.  I like to think that all the good things in my life are 'magic' and should be treated as such -- not taking anything for granted.  

Since we all know I'm a 'word junkie' -- I've decided to make "Magic" my word of this new year.  Each day I will reflect on all the magic in my life -- being thankful -- being in the moment -- living a 'magical' life.



The first 'magical' event was a video sent to me by my granddaughter showing my great grandson opening his first year birthday gifts.  Oh how adorable he is and what a gift he is to our family.

The second was the snow that came down and covered everything in beautiful white blankets.

The third was a new-to-me tea, flavored with Chamomile and Lavender.

Just think, more to come!  Yes, magic does exist!!!

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